There is no more time
No lingering now nothing not done
Or in doing undoing
What was once badly undone.
The cold fire of reason… 81 more words
One of my favourite summer activities as a child was pond-dipping. I was fortunate enough to grow up in a house with a fairly large pond in the garden and so my pond-dipping activities often extended over days and weren’t as much dipping as a thorough exploration of the life in the pond. 784 more words
To be honest, I’ve read a lot of books but Sebastian Faulk’s ‘Birdsong’ has been the most difficult, but most heart-teasing of all. Birdsong is about the protagonist ‘Stephen’ who falls in love with a beautiful woman named Isabell, but due to the book’s committed time (at the beginning of the novel anyway) war interrupts what seems like a harmonising tale, and takes a dark turn to the great war of 1914 – The War To End All Wars. 341 more words